Sex Slave Factory 1-16

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Training a Muscle Fitness Coach

Chapter 1: Physical Examination, Auction

When Liu Yong opened his eyes again, he felt somewhat disoriented. He had just moved into the dormitory yesterday, prepared for his classes
the next day , and went to bed. But now he was certain that this room was definitely not his single
dormitory. Then, he discovered an even more serious problem: he didn't have the habit of sleeping naked, but now all
his clothes were gone, he was completely naked, and bound tightly, unable to move an inch except for his head.

"Damn, what's going on?" Liu Yong shouted in panic. After a few shouts, he saw a sliding door appear on the smooth
wall , and two muscular men walked in. The two men wore black
leather hoods, revealing only their eyes, mouths, and breathing holes. They were shirtless, bound with several black leather
belts , and wore only white thongs with large,
hairy testicles exposed, swaying with their movements.

"Where am I? What are you doing?!" Liu Yong shouted in even greater panic as the naked men approached.
But the two men seemed not to hear him, lifting him up and binding him to a large, T-shaped steel frame made of pipes
. After securing him, they opened another door, revealing a conveyor belt inside. They
hung the frame and Liu Yong on it like sausages on the conveyor belt hooks, ignoring Liu Yong's cries for help and curses,
forcibly gag him, and then closed the door.

It wasn't completely dark behind the door. Liu Yong could vaguely see several conveyor belts around him, each
with thick, sturdy metal hooks, reminding him of the meat processing plant in his hometown. Only this time, the other hooks
were empty. After finally stopping, he had no idea how long he had been moving.
A , and then the hooks began to lift him up, placing him in an empty room. The room wasn't
large, about ten square meters, but three walls were mirrors. Liu Yong saw his reflection in the mirror and
struggled again, making muffled noises.

"Liu Yong, 28 years old, professional fitness instructor, 188 cm tall, 86 kg..."
A man in a white coat and mask entered the room, stood in front of Liu Yong, and began speaking, listing
Liu Yong's personal information. "...Congratulations on saying goodbye to your old life. From now on, you will
exist solely as a prospective sex slave."

"What the hell are you doing... Ugh..." Liu Yong started cursing as soon as the gag was removed,
but it was shoved back in after just one sentence.

"As a sex slave, you don't need to express your opinions. Now I'm going to give you a basic check-up. The people
sitting behind the mirror are your potential buyers. If no one is willing to buy you as their exclusive sex slave, then I
regret to inform you that you'll be sent to the grassroots level to be used as a public toilet. I hope you can seize the opportunity and perform well."

What?! Liu Yong was startled, and a feeling of being spied on surged up instantly. He desperately
shook his head in protest, but the man ignored him.

"As a sex slave, the most important thing is sexual function." As the man spoke, he put on
surgical gloves, grabbed Liu Yong's penis, and examined and measured it like inspecting goods, while deliberately
standing to the side, seemingly to make it clearer for the audience behind the mirror. "12
cm , thick and straight, with no obvious curve." He then picked up the bottle next to him, squeezed a lot of lubricant into his palm,
and began to masturbate Liu Yong.

The man's technique was superb; even though Liu Yong resisted, he quickly became aroused, his penis rising like
a dragon .

"Penis sensitivity is above average, glans sensitivity is excellent; targeted training is possible." The man pulled back
the foreskin, rubbing the urethral opening, and immediately heard Liu Yong's unbearable groans. "17.5 cm long when erect,
of average quality; testicles are full, feel above average. This expansion rate is quite good; there are
many more ways to play with him." The man lifted Liu Yong's two large testicles and rubbed them continuously. Just as Liu Yong felt
the urge , the man released his penis and moved behind Liu Yong.

The man adjusted the angle of the metal frame, flattening Liu Yong's body, spreading his legs and folding them upwards, revealing
the anus hidden between his firm buttocks. Liu Yong finally understood what he was facing and struggled
desperately . But the frame was too sturdy, not even wobbling. Instead, the man was angered by his movements,
grabbing his exposed testicles and pinching them hard, causing Liu Yong to let out a muffled scream.

"Since we haven't started formal training yet, I can forgive your resistance this time, but
if you dare to do it again, I will give you an unforgettable lesson." The man's tone was calm, but it sent a
chill down Liu Yong's spine. Coupled with the excruciating pain in his testicles, he had to calm down temporarily and dare not move.

"This sex slave seems to be very energetic and has a strong sense of shame. Training him will be quite challenging and
interesting." The man continued to examine Liu Yong's body. "The body hair is quite thick, even the anus has a lot of anal
hair. Of course, if the client has special requirements, we will retain it; otherwise, it will be uniformly removed
." The man fiddled with the hair around the anus a few times, then grabbed the two buttocks with both hands and forcefully spread them apart,
exposing the tightly wrinkled anus more clearly to the camera.

"The anus appears undamaged, light pink in color—a very good virgin's ass," the man said
, the bidding sounds coming through the earpiece from the arena outside. After all, for a
sex slave , a good ass is enough; other requirements don't need to be too high.

The man inserted a finger into Liu Yong's anus, unsurprisingly hearing a terrified groan. The man
added another finger, skillfully searching for the prostate while continuously thrusting in and out. Once found, he immediately pressed
down, and after a few presses, Liu Yong's groans changed tone, and his previously limp penis showed
signs of revival. "The rectum has a high temperature, excellent tightness, and good sensitivity. He can
get pleasure from behind right away. I'm very optimistic about the potential of this ass."

"The amount of ejaculation is also a very important criterion." The man didn't remove his fingers from Liu Yong's anus.
Instead of immediately applying more intense stimulation to the prostate, the man continued to masturbate Liu Yong with his other hand.
Liu Yong had never experienced such simultaneous pleasure from both ends, and he couldn't help but groan loudly. Soon
, his penis was erect and dripping wet. The man nodded in satisfaction, seeing Liu Yong's testicles rise and his penis
begin to tremble. Knowing the time was right, he pinched the prostate with two fingers. Liu Yong felt as if
an electric current was flowing directly from his anus to his penis, and he roared as he ejaculated.

Seeing him ejaculate, the man immediately grabbed a small plastic bottle, like a measuring cup, and placed it over Liu Yong's
glans, wasting not a drop. Liu Yong had been worried about work and in a bad mood,
and hadn't ; this time, his ejaculation was thick and plentiful. The man glanced at the markings on the measuring cup and said with satisfaction,
"Ejaculation volume 8.5 ml, that's pretty good. If the seller has this preference, we can significantly increase the ejaculation volume
through training."

"Overall, this is a prospective sex slave with a slightly above-average rating." The man finished the inspection,
threw the trash can, and said, "Everyone can start bidding now."

Three minutes later, the bidding ended. The man's tone carried a hint of joy; he had clearly gotten a good
price. As Liu Yong's trainer, he would naturally receive a substantial commission, but that was no longer relevant to Liu Yong.
The man returned Liu Yong to his original position and put him back on the conveyor belt. This time, however, he would face
a full set sex slave training.

Chapter Two: Failed Resistance, Initial Expansion

Liu Yong's body was strong, and his body hair was thick, but this was clearly not what his future master liked.
When the man reappeared before Liu Yong, he held a piece of paper that outlined the master's preferences and requirements
. The first item was that the sex slave's entire body hair must be removed.

The man untied Liu Yong from the conveyor belt exit, quickly bound his hands, and tossed him to the ground,
ignoring him . He then selected various tools from a cabinet that occupied half the wall.

Liu Yong's limbs were numb and tingling from being bound for so long. He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for nearly eighteen hours,
and his struggles had left him exhausted. However, seeing the man's back to him, unsuspecting,
he saw it as a good opportunity to ambush
him. He struggled to his feet, staggered a few steps, and suddenly raised his hand to chop at the back of the man's neck, hoping to knock him unconscious. But before he could even touch the man, his wrist was grabbed.
The man looked thin, but he was incredibly strong. His five fingers were like claws, and he easily threw Liu Yong to
the ground. Liu Yong was already exhausted, and the fall caused a dislocated pain in his joints, rendering him
unable to move.

"Looks like you haven't accepted your fate yet," the man said, his voice icy despite the mask
. He bent down and pressed the man to the ground, then repeatedly punched Liu Yong's stomach with his other fist,
nearly Liu Yong vomit bile. The final blow was aimed directly at Liu Yong's genitals. He then
grabbed Liu Yong by the hair and dragged him to a corner, fixing him face up to a steel pipe
bed frame amidst screams. Finding the screams a bit too harsh, he replaced Liu Yong's gag with a hollow one, a
size larger than the previous one. The screams immediately turned into whimpers, but saliva flowed easily, quickly covering his face.

"I was originally considerate that you're just starting your transformation and wanted to take it step by step, but since you have so much
energy, I might as well combine the steps together," the man said coldly, adjusting
the angle , raising his legs high towards his chest, his buttocks far above his head. Liu Yong felt all the blood rush to his head,
feeling dizzy. Although he was weak all over, he still struggled desperately.

Ignoring Liu Yong's struggles, the man picked up a gleaming metallic instrument from the cart—a
professional anal dilator—and positioned it between Liu Yong's wide-open legs.

"Since this should be your first enema, I'll properly teach you the necessary steps. From now on, this
is your own responsibility. You can skip it, but you probably don't want to
know the consequences." Wearing disposable surgical gloves, the man applied some lubricant to the tense
anus, saying "Relax," and gently rubbed it a few times before inserting a finger . 　　Liu Yong's previously subsided whimpers immediately
resumed. His intestinal walls, never before penetrated, contracted violently from the stimulation, tightly gripping the man's two fingers. When training, especially beginners , men usually don't use muscle relaxants directly on the sphincter muscles, because those defenseless anuses hold no appeal for him. The man tried to move his finger a couple of times, but it was bitten so tightly that he couldn't penetrate any further. He frowned, pulled his finger out, and slapped the anus hard . Before Liu Yong could react, he slapped him twice more. 　　"Buyers like the tightness of your anus, so I'll try not to cause . But if you can't learn to relax, I won't hold back anymore. Tearing and prolapse will be your problem. I have plenty of ways to make you tight again before the final delivery," the man said . 　　Liu Yong was a little dazed by the slaps. The man's palms landed on his anus, but his fingertips brushed against his scrotum and penis. His genitals, still recovering from the previous blows, were attacked again. Shame mixed with a faint pleasure made him blush, and he even felt an erection. This, of course, immediately drew a cold laugh from the man. But the man's threat terrified him, so he could try to relax his sphincter muscles. 　　"A very clever little guy." The man could naturally feel the change in his muscles, and as a reward, he rubbed the rounded before letting go. He wasn't in a hurry to discipline this thing that could only follow its instincts and couldn't learn self-control. He added some more lubricant, and once the superficial muscles of the anus could comfortably accommodate his three fingers , he steadily inserted the cold anal dilator. 　　The anal dilator the man used was longer than normal medical instruments, and it only stopped after penetrating to the end of the rectum. Then the man began to turn the handle on the instrument, and the anal dilator, like an ancient torture device, began to stretch open Liu Yong's intestines and anus from the inside out.

"Ugh...ugh..." The hot, rubbed intestinal walls suddenly came into contact with cold metal, causing Liu Yong to
shudder . Then, the not-so-thick metal rod, under the man's control, extended outwards, and the intestinal walls
reflexively contracted again. This time, however, the man ignored the muscles' desperate resistance and Liu Yong's cries of pain,
continuing to rotate the handle until the anus was stretched to five centimeters in diameter before stopping. At this point, Liu Yong
was terrified frightened, and in pain, his body covered in cold sweat, and his vision blurred.

Chapter 3: Cleaning of Impacted Stool, Enema

The man held a pen-shaped flashlight and shone it into the opened intestines. He found that although the intestines
looked healthy in color and movement, there were still some dry, hard, dark impacted stools clinging to the intestinal walls, causing him to frown in disgust.
He picked up a spray gun-shaped nozzle and turned the water flow to its lowest setting, then pressed
the switch .

The reduced flow naturally increased the water pressure, and the jets of water pounded against
the intestinal walls like bullets. The man's technique was precise; each shot hit the spot where the impacted feces adhered, and he knew that
such force wouldn't cause much damage to the intestinal walls. Yet, Liu Yong had
the illusion that his intestines were about to be ruptured, whimpering loudly and struggling desperately to escape the water's attack.

Liu Yong's struggles were futile; the water continued to pound against the delicate intestinal walls, but the accuracy
was clearly off, which annoyed the man. Before the next jet of water, he grabbed
Liu Yong's scrotum, pulling it upwards like a rope, until the scrotum, squeezed into a round
sphere within the web of his hand, was stretched long before he stopped.

The man untied an extremely thin leather rope from a steel pipe installed on the ceiling, tied it
tightly , and continued to pull upwards. Liu Yong felt as if his testicles were about to be ripped off.
In pain and terror, he desperately tried to lift his lower body to alleviate the pulling pain, but his lower body was firmly fixed to
the bed frame beneath him. No matter how hard he tried, it only made the rope dig deeper into his flesh, having very
little .

"If you're not afraid of your testicles being torn off by the rope, you can keep shaking your ass as you like in a bit." The man
flicked the taut rope forcefully, ignoring Liu Yong's whimpers, and picked up the water gun again. This
time, Liu Yong dared not move again. The man didn't waste any more words. After clearing away the visible feces, he
immediately inserted a rubber tube, bypassing the bends in the rectum and colon,
and stopped after inserting it about thirty centimeters deep.

The man removed the anal dilator, leaving the rubber tube inside Liu Yong's body. The other end of the tube was connected to
a bag of enema solution. Each bag contained 400 ml of solution. The man skillfully pressed the bag,
quickly pouring all the liquid into Liu Yong's body. He didn't stop, but replaced it with a new bag and continued
pouring.

When 400 ml had been poured in, Liu Yong felt a noticeable bloating and pain in his lower abdomen. By 800
ml, he couldn't help but groan in pain. The liquid continuously flowing from the deeply embedded tube
filled his rectum and sigmoid colon, continuing to push further in, even giving him
the illusion that the liquid was about to be forced into his stomach. The ropes that had become embedded in his flesh during his earlier struggle now acted as accomplices,
intensely compressing his abdomen along with the liquid. Liu Yong tried to lower his waist slightly, but the leather straps binding the sac immediately exerted a tremendous
pulling force, as if his fragile skin would burst at any moment. Liu Yong was
caught in a dilemma, repeatedly thrusting and retracting, groaning until he was completely exhausted.

The man, of course, didn't stop because of his groans, continuing to press on the transparent bag until the third bag was empty
, a total of 1200 milliliters of liquid had entered his intestines. Only then did he stop. At this moment, Liu Yong's stomach resembled that
of a four- or five-month pregnant woman; his firm abdominal muscles bulged with a distinct curve, and the rope embedded in his flesh left
clear marks. He was drenched in cold sweat.

"I'm going to pull out the rubber tube now. If you dare leak a single drop, I'll pour in ten times the amount."
The man 's tone was calm, but Liu Yong knew this was no joke. He immediately whimpered and tightened
his anal muscles as the man moved.

The man slowly pulled the tube out. The strange sensation of the foreign object rubbing against the intestinal wall caused his anus to twitch,
but he quickly suppressed it and dared not relax again. The man completely removed the tube, looked at his tightly closed anus,
and sighed with regret.

But this was certainly not the end. The man forcefully inserted a small inflatable anal plug into Liu Yong's anus. The clenched
muscles made the insertion difficult, naturally causing even greater torment. Once
the base was against the anus, the man began squeezing a balloon to inflate it. The plug immediately
began to swell, expanding into a gourd shape amidst Liu Yong's painful groans. At this point, unless the man deflated the plug
, Liu Yong would be unable to expel it on his own.

The man had chosen a highly effective enema solution that stimulated and accelerated intestinal peristalsis, shortening the enema
time and achieving a good cleaning effect with only one or two sessions. The trade-off, of course, was
intense stinging pain. Liu Yong quickly experienced the horror of this enema solution. The intense abdominal pain and urge to
defecate made him desperately try to push the plug out, but to no avail. Instead, each time he relaxed
, he felt the plug being pulled back by the sphincter muscles, stirring up the fluid in his abdomen and exacerbating the pain.

The man coldly observed Liu Yong's futile struggles, remaining unmoved. He untied
the leather straps , adjusted the iron frame binding Liu Yong's limbs, returning Liu Yong's body to a horizontal position with limbs spread wide. Then
, he changed his gloves, took out a plastic container with a capacity of about one liter, and a stiff-bristled brush.

He decided to leave the enema solution there to exert its effects for a while longer; next, he would begin hair removal.

Chapter Four: Hair Removal

As a fitness instructor, Liu Yong naturally paid great attention to maintaining his physique. To make his muscle lines
more defined, in addition to high-intensity training and a scientific diet, he even injected a certain amount of hormones.
Because the injection dosage was not large, so far there had been no side effects, only increased his libido,
thicker body hair, and even chest hair, which is not common among Asians, and numerous hairs on his nipples.

The client was attracted to Liu Yong's muscular physique, but clearly disliked his thick, dark hair. Besides
demanding the complete removal of all body hair below the neck, he also wanted a skin-smoothing treatment. The contrast between a
burly , imposing man and incredibly soft, supple skin
was far more appealing than rough skin.

Skin-smoothing requests were usually made by female slaves, but the client's demands had to be met;
an extra step meant extra cost, and the man welcomed this relatively effortless request. At this moment, Liu Yong was focused
entirely on the pain from the enema. Despite the man standing beside him and looking down at him for a while
, he showed little reaction or struggle, which made the man's actions easier.

Before applying the ointment, the man did some preparatory work, such as
putting . Liu Yong's penis, limp and curled up against his
testicles due to abdominal pain, was now being handled and manipulated by the man. The man skillfully
wrapped it in layers of plastic wrap, shaping it into a ball no bigger than a woman's fist.

The intense pressure on his penis and testicles finally allowed Liu Yong to manage to turn his eyes slightly,
only to see the man open a plastic jar and pour a clear ointment onto his chest. The
ointment was cool, viscous, and had no pungent odor. The man, like applying honey to a roasted suckling pig, used
a coarse brush to apply the ointment to Liu Yong's chest, nipples, armpits, limbs, and lower
abdomen , finally spreading his taut buttocks to apply the remaining ointment around his anus.

Liu Yong's stomach was churning violently, his gluteal muscles reflexively contracting, tightly gripping the inflatable anal
plug. Now, with his buttocks suddenly pried open, the plug was immediately pushed outwards uncontrollably by the enema fluid,
becoming stuck at the exit point. The man, however, was holding down the short protruding handle.

"Oh dear, I forgot about this," the man said, seemingly annoyed, turning the plug to adjust
the angle revealing the control button on the handle, and setting it to a low setting.

"Ah! Waaah…please…waaah…" Liu Yong couldn't help but cry again, because the
anal plug, which had been quietly blocking the exit, was now vibrating. Even at a low setting
, it wasn't a pleasant sensation for Liu Yong's untouched, tender anus.
The portion remaining inside his intestines was also vibrating back and forth, the slight movements barely touching the intestinal wall, but stirring up the surrounding
fluid , repeatedly washing over the tender flesh. The sudden pain and itching caused Liu Yong
's tears, which he had just stopped, to flow again.

"I'm just trying to distract you, no need to thank me." The man patted Liu Yong's
stomach ; the firm abdominal muscles felt hard, but the enema fluid inside made them somewhat soft. This interesting texture
made the man fondle it, kneading it for a while like playing with a pet.

Seeing that the moisture in the transparent ointment had evaporated to the right time, he released Liu Yong's stomach and stuck a
pre- prepared strip of paper onto the area where the ointment had been applied. The sticker for the anus was clearly cut
separately, with a circle in the middle just enough for the handle of the anal plug to pass through. The man pressed it repeatedly to ensure that air
was expelled and that it was stuck firmly enough.

The principle of this hair removal was actually the same as the waxing used in beauty salons, but this ointment was a secret formula specially prepared by
their pharmacist, making the hair removal effect better and reducing the chance of allergic reactions. To
speed up the coagulation of the ointment, the man used a hairdryer on its hot setting to blow hot air back and forth on the strip
for a while . Satisfied, he put down the hairdryer, lifted a corner of the strip that was now tightly adhered to his skin, and then
tore it off without hesitation!

"Ah!...Ah...Waaah..." Liu Yong convulsed and roared. The vibration in his buttocks did
divert his attention somewhat, but the man's swift movements made him feel as if a
layer of skin been ripped off. The man's movements didn't stop. Starting with the less sensitive limbs,
he tore off the hair removal strips one by one. The used strips were left on the ground. The side that had been in contact with the skin was covered with
hair of varying thickness, while the areas that had been treated were completely free of hair, except for some redness and heat.
Even the pores had shrunk considerably, and the skin felt wonderful to the touch.

After the man finally peeled off the stickers around the penis and anus, Liu Yong was no longer sure
if he felt pain or not. He barely managed to look at his genitals, which were completely smooth, like those of an undeveloped
boy.

The man slowly finished, then reached out and unwrapped the plastic film covering the penis and testicles.
Even before it was fully removed, a foul odor filled the air—Liu Yong had incontinent during the hair removal process.

Chapter 5: Bladder Injection and Immersion

The man had worn gloves throughout, but now he still disgustedly released Liu Yong's wet testicles and penis.
Hair removal, one of the most common beauty treatments for women, had caused this burly man to incontinent.
It seemed he really needed to be careful with the remaining procedures, lest he accidentally hurt him.

Thinking this, the man first removed Liu Yong's gag; the remaining steps required him to be able to
clearly express his needs to be truly completed.

"Please...please...please let me go..." Liu Yong's mouth was sore and numb, but he still
begged for mercy the moment he was freed, "Just let me go, I'll give you whatever money you want..."

"Oh, you mean money?" The man paused, then said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you
talking about the less than five-figure sum in your bank account, or those two
dilapidated houses in your rural hometown that might not even be worth tens of thousands of yuan?" As he spoke, the man began to untie Liu Yong's body and limbs, his tone
returning to its usual calm. "You still have these unrealistic fantasies, which is none of my business,
but in the next few days, I'll make you understand that fantasies are always just fantasies."

The sudden loosening of the long-term bindings made Liu Yong feel a stinging pain in his limbs from the return of blood, but the man
didn't give him time to recover, pushing him off the bed frame. Liu Yong screamed.
With a groan, he instinctively covered his swollen stomach with his hands, narrowly avoiding a direct impact to the ground. The force of
the side impact still made him feel as if his stomach was about to burst, and he could even hear the gurgling of liquid inside.

"See that little door? That's the cleaning room. Crawl in, and you can relieve yourself," the man
said, kicking Liu Yong's buttocks and pointing to a corner of the room.

Liu Yong struggled to look up and saw a door, its height normal, but
it was closed. Instead, a small door opened in the lower third of the room, like
a pet walkway in a pet-owning household. The thought of crawling in on all fours like a dog
made Liu Yong's face flush red, and his resistance grew stronger.

The man waited five seconds, and seeing that Liu Yong didn't move, he said nonchalantly, "Oh, I see.
It seems you're not in a hurry to relieve yourself. Okay then, let's move on to the next step."

"No! No! I'll go in! I... I'll crawl in right now!" Liu Yong turned pale with fright and
immediately tried to crawl to the bathroom, kneeling on the floor. But the man stopped him as soon as he moved. He
lifted Liu Yong up and tied him to the bed frame again, but this time he made him sit with his legs wide open.

"I told you before, if you resist again, you'll be taught a lesson. Disobeying
your master's orders is blatant defiance. You haven't been able to handle enough punishment yet, so
I'll be lenient this time and use this combined training step as punishment. No need to thank me." The man
said calmly, rinsing Liu Yong's urine-soaked penis and scrotum with a large glass of water. Then
he took out a small spray bottle and sprayed it on Liu Yong's mouth, nose, and genitals a few times before leaving him alone and
going about his other business.

Liu Yong inhaled the spray unexpectedly, only tasting a faint fishy smell, similar to the
smell he used to have when fucking those sluts. Thinking about it, even though he was almost exhausted,
he still felt a little excited. His penis and testicles, which had been sprayed, initially felt cool, but quickly began to
heat up, swell, and become numb and itchy, making him want to immediately find a hole to poke into.

The man turned around and, seeing that Liu Yong's penis had regained much of its vitality, remarked, "Good energy," and
stroked it a couple more times. Liu Yong immediately groaned in pleasure. The man's purpose, of course, wasn't to make Liu Yong
feel good . Once the penis was sufficiently erect, he stopped and began inserting a catheter. Whether Liu Yong was exceptionally
gifted or not, this step went remarkably smoothly; the catheter quickly passed through the urethral sphincter and entered the bladder.

The man thrust the catheter in and out a few times, repeatedly rubbing the smooth catheter against the bladder opening. The man's technique was excellent, and
the previous lubrication was sufficient, so Liu Yong didn't experience much pain. Instead, after getting used to it, he experienced
a novel and pleasurable sensation he had never felt before. However, his "sexual arousal" was quickly interrupted by the man. The man connected
the bag to the catheter. Having learned from his previous experience with enemas, Liu Yong immediately realized that the liquid in this bag was meant to be poured into
his bladder. But he already had 1200 ml of liquid in his stomach; if more was poured into his bladder,
his stomach would burst!

"Quiet!" the man snapped, clearly annoyed, and patted Liu Yong's swollen belly hard.
"The normal bladder capacity for an adult male is 300 to 500 milliliters. Due to the good
elasticity , the actual capacity is much higher. This time, I'll only give you 400 milliliters of medication for maintenance.
What's the rush?" As he spoke, the man pressed the bag in his hand, quickly squeezing all 400 milliliters of pink liquid
into his bladder. He then sealed the catheter to prevent the medication from leaking out, and took out a steel ring, placing it on
the base of Liu Yong's penis. He then removed Liu Yong from the bed frame again and shoved him into the cleaning room.

The cleaning room was quite large. The man dragged out a
hard plastic bucket from the corner, less than a meter in diameter and less than a meter in height. Inside, there was a small platform that could barely accommodate a person sitting. It looked somewhat like
a miniature version of an ancient wooden bathing tub. The man gestured for Liu Yong to sit inside. Having learned from his previous experience, Liu Yong
dared not hesitate or resist this time, and laboriously shuffled into the bucket, clutching his swollen belly. However, he
encountered another problem when sitting down. The bucket's diameter was too small; a muscular man like Liu Yong had to curl up to
sit completely. The pressure of his thighs on his swollen abdomen made Liu Yong groan incessantly, but the cold gaze of the man beside him
prevented him from stopping. By the time he was finally seated, he was covered in cold sweat.

As he sat down, Liu Yong discovered that the small platform under his buttocks actually had a groove, perfectly sized to allow
the still-vibrating anal plug's hand to fit snugly inside. Then, the man
pulled out and connected it to the steel ring locking his penis. This meant that unless Liu Yong risked rectal prolapse or
penile damage to free himself from the anal plug and penile ring, he couldn't even get up. The man didn't stop.
He removed a U-shaped lid from the wall and fitted the plastic bucket tightly,
completely sealing Liu Yong's head and below. But that wasn't all. Naturally, the bucket needed to be waterproof, and the cold, transparent solution flowing in through
the inlet quickly filled the entire space. If you ignored the water temperature, it was quite like taking
a bath.

"This cleansing solution can kill your hair follicles, preventing hair from growing back, and at the same time, it powerfully shrinks pores,
greatly improving the texture and feel of your skin." As he spoke, the man filled a 1000ml bag
of nutrient solution for Liu Yong, adjusting the drip rate to the lowest setting. "To keep your intestines as clean and regular as possible,
from now on , apart from drinking water, all your food will be replaced by injections and nutrient paste. This bag of nutrient solution should be enough
for you for one night. Today's is just an appetizer; I'm looking forward to tomorrow."

After confirming the water bottle lid was sealed, the man casually adjusted the vibration of the anal plug to random, then turned off
the light and left, leaving Liu Yong alone in the darkness, accompanied only by the cold solution and the buzzing of the anal plug.

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